No matter that the calendar still says February. Spring is most definitely in the air here in central Kentucky. It's not just a renegade daffodil here and there that's blooming. There are a host of them up and glowing in the sunshine. I just keep picking them and bringing them inside to enjoy because the worrier in me is afraid that one morning we'll wake up to all the accumulated winter weather we've missed this year. Today the sun is shining, the birds are singing and, I swear, the grass is starting to grow. The best sign of all ? I heard the peepers last night for the first time !
|The bees are getting a treat today... leftover honey frames from last fall.|
|This stuff is the bane of my existence. It's all over the garden beds.|
Here's another sign that spring is in the air. Poor Junior ! Remember that song from ' Urban Cowboy ' that goes ... " lookin' for love in all the wrong places " ? ( Yes, I do know how much I'm dating myself here, but it is what it is. ) That's what I think of every time I see him showing off for the chickens. Obviously, they are not impressed.
|Hey, girls ..... look .. look ... look at me !|
|Hey ! Where's everybody going ?|